some things to think about....

It seems like for the rest of the day i will be haunted by sad and melancholy themes which revolve around the affairs of the heart. i cleaned up recently at the apartment and found old letters --- letters which made me even sadder (never mind that it was 7am and i haven't slept yet, and my face was grubby with all the friggin' dirt).

To add more salt to an already sore wound, remember so much and get that "kilig" feeling listening to the 50FirstDates OST, not to mention recalling scenes from the said movie. Bizaaro me (not to mention a glutton for punishment?) :-P

Perhaps, as masochistic as this may sound, i need this.For what? i'm not really sure--- perhaps to remind myself that i live and still live, and that i need to move on (as most people have already). Then again, it may also be to remind myself that what i once had was really something special and maybe, just maybe, i may be able to have that again.

Whatever the outcome, i just hope my heart can cope with it.

thanks to psychicpants for this poem.